Suddenly, my mother stopped me and I restored my balance to my standing posture and brain. At the same time, a soft and soft feeling came from the palm of my right hand. My brain fell to my left chest with the touch of my palm. Unexpectedly, in my mother's desperation, my hand somehow accidentally grabbed my mother's left breast.
Although I heard my mother's warning, my brain was congested for a moment, and I actually pinched it gently again with a nervous slight stroke. This was awesome.
I used to know that my mother's breasts were a B70 cup, but now the size of the B70 is in my hand. It just fits the size of one of my palms, and it fits in no small or small. I didn't expect that my mother's breasts had such a soft feel. Although I could clearly feel that my mother's nipples seemed to have changed through the thickness of a layer of swimsuit, and began to press against the center of my palm.
Touching my mother's round and plump breasts for a moment, I couldn't bear to let go.
After my second touch, my mother began to get angry and quickly knocked my palm off her breasts with her palm. After watching her hands being slapped by her mother, before she could react, her mother's hand slapped my back hard again, and a feeling of being as hot as her palm came from her back.
What did you touch just now!!My mother said to me in anger, but because she was in public, she tried her best to suppress her decibels.
I looked around and no one looked here. It seemed that the scene just now was not noticed. I breathed a sigh of relief and took a new breath to answer my mother.
Mom, didn’t I just see you drinking water?I was afraid that you would rush in the water and then took action. How could I know how I could touch it?
I explained seriously and told my mother that this behavior was actually a just move.
The first time you were for me, what about you just now?Why did you still pinch me there after I said it?
As he said that, my mother put her finger next to my ears and twisted my ears like a circular password lock on the safe.
Oh, mom, I, I... This time I was indeed asked by my mother, and I did intentionally touch my mother's breasts.
I quickly took off my mother's fingers and rubbed my ears with my hands, but saw that my mother's face turned red. Even so, the expression of anger and anger on her face did not disappear.
Since my voice was a little loud just now, the other side looked at it.
Mom came over again and said in front of me, "Don't run away, I see that you have become much more courageous recently, and you are becoming less and less serious about your mother. I began to feel that your wings are hard and can you fly?"
Mom, how can you do it? I really didn’t mean it. If I have a hard wing, you can just fold it for me. I looked at my mother with a smile on my face.
I see you, Ah, now your face is getting thicker and thicker. If it weren't for being here today, I would have broken your wings if I were at home.After saying this, my mother's anger subsided a little.
Mom, come on, let me continue to teach you
Get out of here, just tell me how to do it, don’t take action!
Mom, you go and lie on the pole on the edge of the pool with your hands, and you are trying to slowly float your feet up to do a frog kicking your legs.
My mother walked over as I did, clumsyly doing the frog kicking legs. I could see clearly from the side, but my mother's figure was really good. Even the clumsy posture still looked so graceful. This is inseparable from a woman's almost perfect curve.
After practicing for a while, my mother finally floated up her legs, but after stomping for a few strokes, she lost her balance. My mother's body unconsciously tilted to the left, and once it tilted, it would sink.
Seeing that my mother had mastered the kicking of her legs, it must have been because of the unbalanced front limbs, so she walked over.
Mom, spread your front hand away, I will hold your waist from behind, and practice your hands first.
Seeing that my mother didn't say anything, I got behind my mother. My mother's feet were standing in the water, leaning forward, and doing breaststroke exercises in her hands.
My hands were originally pinching my mother's pelvis. As I moved, my hands moved to my mother's slender waist. My cock was pressed against my underwear and also pressed against my mother's back hips.
Seeing my mother paddling in front with care, I didn't care about the movements behind my son at all. With my mother's movements, I carefully pushed my mother's buttocks gently. The movements in the water were very small, and no one would notice them. I held my mother's slender waist like this with both hands, which was like a back-entry style, and my cock gradually rose up.
I am afraid that my mother will notice it, so I can only stay away from my mother. Mom, you practice it yourself, I'll watch it next to me
I didn’t know how long I practiced, and my mother finally could swim for a short distance. As long as I continued practicing, I could learn to swim. Gradually, there were more and more people. It seemed that it was close to meal time.
Seeing that there were too many people, my mother didn't want to practice, so she planned to get up and go home.
My mother and I changed into our clothes and left the swimming pool. On the way, I asked my mother, is swimming fun?
As a result, my mother looked disdainful. I just saw that you were fun!
I looked aggrieved and framed, but my mother still felt sorry for her. OK, it’s fun. My son taught me how hard it was to swim.
Sure enough, all mothers in the world love their children the most, and even I forgot about pinching my mother's breasts just now.
Then mom, let’s come again when you have time, you’re almost learning today.
Let’s talk about it when you have time, and there are many times when Sister Xiao Zhou can check out the store.
In this way, my mother and I returned home.
In the evening, I was still savoring the feeling of touching my mother's breasts today, which was soft. I closed my eyes and used my palms to pinch my breasts and tried to recall the wonderful experience in the afternoon, but there was no way to simulate it. If I wanted to recall this feeling, I could only choose to touch my mother's round and soft breasts again.
A few days later, my mother was lying on the sofa with an uncomfortable look on her face.
Mom, what's wrong with you?
Mom feels a little uncomfortable.My mother looked at me with a painful expression on her face.
Mom, what's wrong with you?Are you sick
No, even if my period is coming, I don’t know why it hurts so much this time. Xiaorui, please help your mother get the brown sugar in the refrigerator and cook brown sugar water. I’ll drink it and see if it will be better.
I immediately opened the refrigerator, found the cut brown sugar, and put a piece in the hot water. Since the boiling water just now melted, the brown sugar quickly melted. After waiting for a while, my mother also drank it.
Mom, how are you doing?
How can I drink it so quickly? Why don't you caress your mother for a stomachache?
Mom, am I really OK?I was a little surprised by my mother's arrangement.
What can be done, if you don't want to
Then go to bed?
No, just here
Then I let my mother lie down, and she consciously unbuttoned the buttons of her short jeans, naturally revealing the edges of her sexy and charming underwear.
I took out my right hand and gently stroked my mother's belly.
Where are you pressing?You should be clicking here.
My mother placed my hand on her lower abdomen and I gently pressed and stroked it.
Ouch, Hubo Wave, my mother made a sound that she didn't know if it was comfortable or uncomfortable.
Mom, how about it?Is it comfortable
You go down a little bit.As my mother said, she grabbed my hand and placed it at the dividing line of her underwear. I once again started to help my mother press her lower abdomen, and she looked very comfortable.
Gradually, my hands also streaked across the edge of my underwear again and again, and sometimes they would put them inside. Such touch gave me the urge to put them in my underwear. As long as I wanted, I could touch my mother's vagina. I struggled in front of my mother, and the movements in my hand stopped.
Maybe it was a while, or maybe it was a long time, and the speed of time flowing in my brain slowed down again. My mother looked at me, why didn't you move?
It was just such a sentence that pulled me back and regained my rationality. Facing such a mother, it is now the time for her to be weak and aggressive. In this way, I was really not alone in doing things that hurt my mother just to satisfy myself. And even if I want to understand my mother's body, I must be my mother's willingness.
Because I love the woman in front of me, I don’t want to hurt her. Even if I am a sexually ill son now, I can’t hurt my mother.
Finally, my mother calmed down a lot. In the next few days, I massaged my mother's lower abdomen. It seemed that my mother also liked how I massaged her like this.
My mother's menstruation has finally ended, but I still told her that she still needs to press it?
Xiaorui, thank you, no need for your mother’s menstruation, she has gone.
I was disappointed and planned to go home, but suddenly I felt a reminder. Mom, why don’t I give you a massage? I’ve been pressing you for so many days, so I’ll press your lower abdomen for you.
My mother actually agreed this time. It seems that my mother also likes me to touch her lower abdomen very much, and she looks very enjoyable every time.
In this way, Ruirui, I will go and take a shower and then press it. Then I will apply a mask and press it to me, so as not to be bored. You can take it as well after I take a shower.
Although I heard my mother's warning, my brain was congested for a moment, and I actually pinched it gently again with a nervous slight stroke. This was awesome.
I used to know that my mother's breasts were a B70 cup, but now the size of the B70 is in my hand. It just fits the size of one of my palms, and it fits in no small or small. I didn't expect that my mother's breasts had such a soft feel. Although I could clearly feel that my mother's nipples seemed to have changed through the thickness of a layer of swimsuit, and began to press against the center of my palm.
Touching my mother's round and plump breasts for a moment, I couldn't bear to let go.
After my second touch, my mother began to get angry and quickly knocked my palm off her breasts with her palm. After watching her hands being slapped by her mother, before she could react, her mother's hand slapped my back hard again, and a feeling of being as hot as her palm came from her back.
What did you touch just now!!My mother said to me in anger, but because she was in public, she tried her best to suppress her decibels.
I looked around and no one looked here. It seemed that the scene just now was not noticed. I breathed a sigh of relief and took a new breath to answer my mother.
Mom, didn’t I just see you drinking water?I was afraid that you would rush in the water and then took action. How could I know how I could touch it?
I explained seriously and told my mother that this behavior was actually a just move.
The first time you were for me, what about you just now?Why did you still pinch me there after I said it?
As he said that, my mother put her finger next to my ears and twisted my ears like a circular password lock on the safe.
Oh, mom, I, I... This time I was indeed asked by my mother, and I did intentionally touch my mother's breasts.
I quickly took off my mother's fingers and rubbed my ears with my hands, but saw that my mother's face turned red. Even so, the expression of anger and anger on her face did not disappear.
Since my voice was a little loud just now, the other side looked at it.
Mom came over again and said in front of me, "Don't run away, I see that you have become much more courageous recently, and you are becoming less and less serious about your mother. I began to feel that your wings are hard and can you fly?"
Mom, how can you do it? I really didn’t mean it. If I have a hard wing, you can just fold it for me. I looked at my mother with a smile on my face.
I see you, Ah, now your face is getting thicker and thicker. If it weren't for being here today, I would have broken your wings if I were at home.After saying this, my mother's anger subsided a little.
Mom, come on, let me continue to teach you
Get out of here, just tell me how to do it, don’t take action!
Mom, you go and lie on the pole on the edge of the pool with your hands, and you are trying to slowly float your feet up to do a frog kicking your legs.
My mother walked over as I did, clumsyly doing the frog kicking legs. I could see clearly from the side, but my mother's figure was really good. Even the clumsy posture still looked so graceful. This is inseparable from a woman's almost perfect curve.
After practicing for a while, my mother finally floated up her legs, but after stomping for a few strokes, she lost her balance. My mother's body unconsciously tilted to the left, and once it tilted, it would sink.
Seeing that my mother had mastered the kicking of her legs, it must have been because of the unbalanced front limbs, so she walked over.
Mom, spread your front hand away, I will hold your waist from behind, and practice your hands first.
Seeing that my mother didn't say anything, I got behind my mother. My mother's feet were standing in the water, leaning forward, and doing breaststroke exercises in her hands.
My hands were originally pinching my mother's pelvis. As I moved, my hands moved to my mother's slender waist. My cock was pressed against my underwear and also pressed against my mother's back hips.
Seeing my mother paddling in front with care, I didn't care about the movements behind my son at all. With my mother's movements, I carefully pushed my mother's buttocks gently. The movements in the water were very small, and no one would notice them. I held my mother's slender waist like this with both hands, which was like a back-entry style, and my cock gradually rose up.
I am afraid that my mother will notice it, so I can only stay away from my mother. Mom, you practice it yourself, I'll watch it next to me
I didn’t know how long I practiced, and my mother finally could swim for a short distance. As long as I continued practicing, I could learn to swim. Gradually, there were more and more people. It seemed that it was close to meal time.
Seeing that there were too many people, my mother didn't want to practice, so she planned to get up and go home.
My mother and I changed into our clothes and left the swimming pool. On the way, I asked my mother, is swimming fun?
As a result, my mother looked disdainful. I just saw that you were fun!
I looked aggrieved and framed, but my mother still felt sorry for her. OK, it’s fun. My son taught me how hard it was to swim.
Sure enough, all mothers in the world love their children the most, and even I forgot about pinching my mother's breasts just now.
Then mom, let’s come again when you have time, you’re almost learning today.
Let’s talk about it when you have time, and there are many times when Sister Xiao Zhou can check out the store.
In this way, my mother and I returned home.
In the evening, I was still savoring the feeling of touching my mother's breasts today, which was soft. I closed my eyes and used my palms to pinch my breasts and tried to recall the wonderful experience in the afternoon, but there was no way to simulate it. If I wanted to recall this feeling, I could only choose to touch my mother's round and soft breasts again.
A few days later, my mother was lying on the sofa with an uncomfortable look on her face.
Mom, what's wrong with you?
Mom feels a little uncomfortable.My mother looked at me with a painful expression on her face.
Mom, what's wrong with you?Are you sick
No, even if my period is coming, I don’t know why it hurts so much this time. Xiaorui, please help your mother get the brown sugar in the refrigerator and cook brown sugar water. I’ll drink it and see if it will be better.
I immediately opened the refrigerator, found the cut brown sugar, and put a piece in the hot water. Since the boiling water just now melted, the brown sugar quickly melted. After waiting for a while, my mother also drank it.
Mom, how are you doing?
How can I drink it so quickly? Why don't you caress your mother for a stomachache?
Mom, am I really OK?I was a little surprised by my mother's arrangement.
What can be done, if you don't want to
Then go to bed?
No, just here
Then I let my mother lie down, and she consciously unbuttoned the buttons of her short jeans, naturally revealing the edges of her sexy and charming underwear.
I took out my right hand and gently stroked my mother's belly.
Where are you pressing?You should be clicking here.
My mother placed my hand on her lower abdomen and I gently pressed and stroked it.
Ouch, Hubo Wave, my mother made a sound that she didn't know if it was comfortable or uncomfortable.
Mom, how about it?Is it comfortable
You go down a little bit.As my mother said, she grabbed my hand and placed it at the dividing line of her underwear. I once again started to help my mother press her lower abdomen, and she looked very comfortable.
Gradually, my hands also streaked across the edge of my underwear again and again, and sometimes they would put them inside. Such touch gave me the urge to put them in my underwear. As long as I wanted, I could touch my mother's vagina. I struggled in front of my mother, and the movements in my hand stopped.
Maybe it was a while, or maybe it was a long time, and the speed of time flowing in my brain slowed down again. My mother looked at me, why didn't you move?
It was just such a sentence that pulled me back and regained my rationality. Facing such a mother, it is now the time for her to be weak and aggressive. In this way, I was really not alone in doing things that hurt my mother just to satisfy myself. And even if I want to understand my mother's body, I must be my mother's willingness.
Because I love the woman in front of me, I don’t want to hurt her. Even if I am a sexually ill son now, I can’t hurt my mother.
Finally, my mother calmed down a lot. In the next few days, I massaged my mother's lower abdomen. It seemed that my mother also liked how I massaged her like this.
My mother's menstruation has finally ended, but I still told her that she still needs to press it?
Xiaorui, thank you, no need for your mother’s menstruation, she has gone.
I was disappointed and planned to go home, but suddenly I felt a reminder. Mom, why don’t I give you a massage? I’ve been pressing you for so many days, so I’ll press your lower abdomen for you.
My mother actually agreed this time. It seems that my mother also likes me to touch her lower abdomen very much, and she looks very enjoyable every time.
In this way, Ruirui, I will go and take a shower and then press it. Then I will apply a mask and press it to me, so as not to be bored. You can take it as well after I take a shower.